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Something borrowed

Alex glowed with pride. She knew she deserved the recognition and the praise. She had waited long enough. As the self-appointed leader of the science group, victory was her’s to claim.

For three months her team had worked on that science project. Nights and days they spent building a replica of a solar-powered home, complete with heating. The idea had flashed in Alex’s brain one morning while ruffling papers on her brother’s desk.

“They don’t need the details,” she mused leaving the stage, a gleaming trophy snug in her arms. It wasn’t plagiarism—just a riff on her brother’s idea.